Personal Narrative: My First Day At Washington Middle School

One fall, in Alaska, four friends were preparing for their first day of school at Washington Middle School. Elated, they were packing their book bags and talking about their first day at middle school. The four friends were Billy, Bob, Jeff, and Tim. They have been everlasting friends since any of them could remember. They were talking about how they could impress everyone in Mrs. Kinley’s first hour class. Mrs. Jefferson, Billy’s mother, met with Mr. Brooks, the principle, Mr. Montana, the janitor, and the nurse, Miss. Simmons. Mrs. Jefferson said they were all very kind and would do all they could to protect the four boys, as they would any other student.
It was difficult for all the boys to sleep, because they were all very anxious for their first day of middle school. They woke
“It doesn’t matter,” Tim said, “As long as you try.” Once Billy went to talk to her he was thinking of things to say to her, like “Hey Ashley, how was your summer?” or, “ How do you like middle school?” He stumbled towards her anxious to talk to her. “Hey, how was your summer Ashley,” Billy blurted, “ Did you do anything fun?” “Yes! I had tons of fun this summer, we went to Disney World,” She replied, “ We saw Rebecca, from last year.” “That’s cool, we went to California to see my aunt Nicki and uncle mark.” He stammered, “I learned something really cool this summer, though.” “Oh, yeah! What did you learn?” Ashley exclaimed. That’s when it happened, when not only Billy’s day but whole school year was ruined. He didn’t really learn anything this summer, why did he say that? So, he did the first thing he could think of. A cartwheel, he wasn’t to impressed either, but he did it anyway. He did a cartwheel, a very sloppy one but a cartwheel, and tripped on her foot and landed his head into Rebecca’s chair. “Oh, my gosh,” screamed Ashley, “ His head is stuck in her chair!” “Someone help him,” exclaimed